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sortinghat_logs2012-04-28 10:24 am
chousenplayer) wrote in sortinghat_logs2012-04-28 10:24 am
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Summer don't know me no more
WHO: Sue (Noodle), open!
TONE: Should be pretty light!
RATING: PG-13, at most
WHEN: April
WHERE: Out by the lake
WHAT: Back at school Noodle decides to practice her levitation charm and jam on her guitar.
STATUS: In progress
It was something she had thought up on break, but had been unable to attempt thanks to the rules. So as soon as she was able to, Sue had raced off to the lake and found a reasonably sized rock. Wand out, the incantation comes easy, Wingardium Leviosa murmured with the correct wand movements and the rock slowly lifts itself out of the dirt to hover. Sue allows herself a small smile before using another set of rocks to pull herself up onto the still hovering one, settling into place easily. She'll start sketching out designs then.
But right now she'll haul her acoustic guitar over her shoulder and into her lap and starting to strum. She'll just hang out here for awhile,rock hovering a few feet off the ground, feet swinging against the rock in the semblance of a rhythm as she stares out across the water. Only know and then does she check her fingers, the chords so engrained in her mind. And then she'll start to hum, and all together it begins to sound like a bare boned version of this but with a voice like this.
TONE: Should be pretty light!
RATING: PG-13, at most
WHEN: April
WHERE: Out by the lake
WHAT: Back at school Noodle decides to practice her levitation charm and jam on her guitar.
STATUS: In progress
It was something she had thought up on break, but had been unable to attempt thanks to the rules. So as soon as she was able to, Sue had raced off to the lake and found a reasonably sized rock. Wand out, the incantation comes easy, Wingardium Leviosa murmured with the correct wand movements and the rock slowly lifts itself out of the dirt to hover. Sue allows herself a small smile before using another set of rocks to pull herself up onto the still hovering one, settling into place easily. She'll start sketching out designs then.
But right now she'll haul her acoustic guitar over her shoulder and into her lap and starting to strum. She'll just hang out here for awhile,rock hovering a few feet off the ground, feet swinging against the rock in the semblance of a rhythm as she stares out across the water. Only know and then does she check her fingers, the chords so engrained in her mind. And then she'll start to hum, and all together it begins to sound like a bare boned version of this but with a voice like this.
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No judgement in her voice. It's just a fact, and she's not a fool. Casually she starts to strum again, leaving it to him to find the gaps and fill them. A test? Perhaps.
Oh and he probably didn't get that... "A bass can also be a fish. And we are next to a lake. Though now I am curious as to how you would have cooked it. Do you even know how?"
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He makes a variety of noises as he sits up, strumming over his strings lazily. He doesn't say it often, but music is as thrilling as it is relaxing. There's something he enjoys about the challenge Suzuki is putting forward here.
He doesn't always appear as enthusiastic as the others are about his instruments, but he can't resist playing along.
"Oooh. I'd still have it for dinner then. Raw."
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The smallest smirk, just a tiny curve of her lip as she quickly switches songs. While she won't sing in front of Murdoc, she will hum. For now she's still working on her lyrics.
The fact that he's playing along is enough, and she knows this song will be better suited to him. Now to see if he picks it up.
"Sushi?"
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AHA. A song he understands. His hands move much quicker, and if he wasn't sitting his hips would be moving too. He's alright with melancholy, slow music but he prefers things harder and faster. All things.
"Wazzat? A spell?"
He's glancing about for signs of magic.
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Frankly, she's glad that he's sitting. The hip movements he's fond of attract too much attention and half the time make her want to hit him over the head with something. But the faster beat is nice and the sun warm and there's music."
"A food. From Japan."
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He follows that with a sage nod. Look at Murdoc, king of deep thoughts.
"Japan, huh? Is everyone there sooooo incredibly lazy that they just eat fish. Raw."
A grin tweaks at the side of his mouth. "I like that."
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And she'll just give him a blank look back because seriously. Comedian she is not.
Though that is soon followed by a frown and a rather violent pluck to the guitar's strings.
"Those are my people, my heritage. I would be careful what you say, Murdoc"
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"You might be right about that one."
He's trying to match her new pace, but it's a less violent edge and more like a taunting, mocking echo of her plucking.
"I thought you were British."
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Her own eyebrow raise is hidden under her fringe, but Noodle picks up the pace, continuing the challenge to Murdoc. Her strumming becomes faster, messier the sound all together courser.
"By adoption. I was born in Japan. Doesn't my appearance make that obvious? You've seen my family, I look nothing like them."
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"I 'unno. I thought you were Chinese." He shrugs lazily and hunches over his bass. "Doesn't matter anyway, does it? You don't live in Japan so it don't really matter, eh?"
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"That could be considered rude and offensive you know." Her own strumming slows and then stops, Noodle sighing. "It's still a part of me. It was my home till I was 8, I think. It's where I come from."